We went to the Rocks Lounge the other night to hear the band "Visions of Santana" and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Everything you'd expect was rolled into this amazing group — great guitar, percussion, vocals, as well as all the popular songs and more. I would have loved to hear Gato Barbieri wail out the saxophone solo on "Europa," but these guys did a fabulous job even in his absence.
As is my custom, I studied the crowd and thought a lot. The observations were mostly joyful, taking in more than the surface happenings. And in my musings, it occurred to me that dancing is, in many ways, a metaphor for life.